Chapter 10

Dan and Rita returned to the lounge room in the Constellation. “Thank you for dinner and a very unexpected dessert treat,” she said, embracing him on the dance floor.

“You’re quite welcome. I enjoyed watching you. Were you nervous about giving Mark a blow job at our table?”

“More aroused, than nervous. Do your wives give the same appreciation to the male servers?”

“Yes, much to our enjoyment.”

“I’ve only been with you for several hours and have already given another guy a blow job. Is there any restrictions I have being with you?”

“You are a sensually beautiful, smart woman. You don’t need me to say what you should or shouldn’t do. I’d like you to enjoy having sex with whoever you like.”

“So, you’d be okay if another guy fucked me, or I gave him a blow job?”

“Yes, whatever you like.”

“Hmm, you do make it difficult for a woman to choose. As much as the thoughts of a guy fucking me, or receiving a blow job are quite arousing, I think I’ll enjoy you being my lover, and we’ll see what happens at my Christmas party.”

“Fair enough with me.”

They continued in their small circle, his hand guided inside her dress, and they kissed. “I still owe you a blow job and would enjoy another fuck from you.”

“That would be nice. You’ll still come to my home for the night?”

“I look forward to it.”

The song ended, and Dan took the long way around the room to their table. “Should I ask why we’re going this way?”

“I’m being a little chauvinistic. I’m proud of your figure in your very revealing dress and I wanted to show that you’re mine, at least for now.”

“If I’d met you three or four wives ago, I would have still been yours.”

“Please don’t say it like that. I like you, Rita but I already have four wives.”

“Maybe I can convince your wives to have four and a half,” she smiled.

“You’d have to do a lot of pussy licking.”

“Perhaps it’s time I learned.”

Rita had Dan sit, then straddling his thighs, made his lap her seat. She pulled her skirt above her waist, his hand holding her bare ass. She swept her dress aside, offering her nipples to his lips.

“Which would you like first, a fuck, or blow job?”

“Hmm, decisions, decisions,” he teased.

“Decide, or I’ll find someone to fuck.”

“Go right ahead, I’ll enjoy watching you.”

“I bet you would. Okay, for now I only want you.”

“I’ll take a blow job, then we can enjoy a longer fuck.”

“Good choice.”

Rita lifted off him, laying sideways on the bench seat, partially over him. He felt her caress his cock, then her warm mouth envelope it. He adjusted her position, spreading her legs and fingering her pussy.

Dan smoothed his hand over her long hair, feeling the up-and-down motion of her head. He smiled when his thumb massaged her clit, making her body jolt. He felt her teeth gently bite his cock.

“Nice looking pussy. Is she available for fucking?” A guy walking by asked.

“No, not tonight.”

Rita sat up a moment. “Thank you. I may have sex with others being with you, but not tonight, then I’ll meet your wives.” She returned to his cock, gently, aggressively sucking.

“I don’t mean it in a bad way, but you are a good cock sucker.”

“I love being good, or bad, for a man I care about.”

“I can feel that you care about me. Rita, Rita, uhhh, uhhh, uhh!” Dan grunted, shooting several small spurts into her mouth. She moaned her delight as she felt his warm cream collect in her mouth.

She sat up, opening her mouth to show him his cum. He stunned her by leaning closer and kissing her. His tongue probed her mouth then he felt her swallow. “Fuck! What you do to me!” She returned to his cock, sucking all she could from him.

Rita returned to his side and sipped on her drink. He took a swig, kissed her and guided her onto her back. “You want to fuck me within minutes of cumming in my mouth?”

“That’s the wonders of Viagra. I usually don’t need it to get hard, but it sure helps me to stay hard between cums.”

Dan knelt, stroking his cock. Her open arms and legs beckoned her lover between her legs. One arm caressed his back as the other guided his cock home. He settled lightly on her, a heel to his hip, urging him to fuck her.

“Mmm, this feels good, us fucking,” she cooed.

“Let me ask you, Rita, have one or both of your boys ever fucked you?”

“No,” she smiled shyly at the incestual thought. “I’ve accidentally seen Peter or Derek jerk off, and I know they’ve snuck looks of me masturbating with my dildo. I’ve found the odd pair of my panties in the dirty laundry hamper with crispy stains on the crotch, so I know that one of them has been jerking off on them.”

“If you ever decide to have them fuck you, I’d like to see it happen.”